It is said that Zhang Fan was tired all day, and killed bears late at night, and he should have been in bed the next morning, but he found that he had woken up at dawn.

After he woke up, according to his previous habits, he quickly got up and washed, and ran to the wilderness early to meditate and practice the True Dragon Purple Qi Technique while the yin and yang of heaven and earth were intertwined.

Early in the morning, eight or nine o'clock. As soon as Zhang Fan finished work and stopped, he heard a commotion coming from the front of the courtyard of the old man Situ's house.

I heard a child cry out, "Big neck! Big neck!"

Then another person cried out mischievously, "Little old man!"

Zhang Fan was stunned when he heard this, and thought: "These children are the same everywhere, they always like to make noise, if they make noise earlier, it will affect my cultivation." However, they are only children after all, and I have done this before, hehe. But listening to them shouting 'Big Neck' and 'Little Old Man', what the hell is going on, I'm going back now that I'm done cultivating, so let's take a look." He jumped up from the ground, patted the weeds on the white robe he had just changed into this morning, and walked briskly towards the hut.

When Zhang Fan just arrived at the gate of the hospital, he found several children wearing green cloth short jackets and some messy hair were talking about the place where he killed the black bear at night. Fear and admiration, however, there were two strange-looking children among them, one of whom had a large sarcoma growing on his neck, but his body was unusually thin, and his face was a little yellow, he was dressed in coarse cloth gray clothes, but he looked a little ill-fitting, and he had a pair of cloth shoes, but his little feet did not fill them all, and when he breathed, he always gave people the feeling that he was panting. This big-necked child is only eleven or twelve years old, but the two little hands are as rough as the old man, hearing several people next to him laughing at him, the rough little hands unconsciously wiped the strange things hanging on his neck, there are red and white colors on his face from time to time, but he didn't leave a tear, but his face was a little sad and desperate, not because other children laughed at him, but because he was confused about his future fate. Like other children, when he saw the blood stains of the black bear, excitement and admiration continued to appear on his little face, but unfortunately he had to face the difficulty of having something strange, and that little face still showed pain from time to time.

Speaking of the white-headed child, I saw that his skin was white, his hair was white, his stature was short, and his head was indeed a little large, which did not match his thin body. Although he heard others laughing at him, he didn't get angry, as if he was used to it, and kept the same expression on his face for a long time, but in the next moment it suddenly changed, and his white skin suddenly became blood-red, and his face was a little sad and a little happy.

The five or six children who were laughing at the two on the side, although they were making a fool of themselves, were still a little frightened when they saw the two strange children, and always kept a little distance from them, as if they were afraid that they would be contaminated with something bad.

Just as Zhang Fan was looking at a group of naughty children and thinking silently in his heart, a voice interrupted his thoughts: "Xiao Fan, why don't you sleep for a while and get up so early?"

When Zhang Fan heard this, he looked up and found that it was Grandpa Situ who was talking to him, so he smiled and replied, "Get used to it, I used to be like this." ”

"Ahh

Zhang Fan turned his gaze and found that the little girl Ling'er was yawning out of the house, and saw that the eldest brother had gotten up earlier than him, a little blushing and a little surprised, so he couldn't help but exclaim.

Zhang Fan smiled slightly and said, "Ling'er is here?"

"Yes, Brother Fan," Ling'er replied shyly when she heard this, "But I'm going to fetch water to wash my face, you can talk slowly." With that, she carried a barrel and ran like a rabbit to the stream.

Seeing this, Old Man Situ smiled and said, "This little girl is always so eccentric. ”

Zhang Fan also came back to his senses at this time, looked at the children playing on the side, and said to the old man Situ: "Grandpa Situ, those two children are sick, right?"

When the old man heard this, his face showed a heavy and sad color, he sighed, and said in a low voice: "Yes, Mu Bai and Xiao Zhuang are both hard-working children, they are different from other children. The villagers said they had a curse, and I didn't want to believe it, but there were several children like them who died before they were young. They're hard-working children, but we really can't help it. ”

Hearing this, Zhang Fan thought for a while, and then asked, "Grandpa Situ, where does the salt in the village come from?"

"Salt?" Old Man Situ smiled bitterly when he heard this, and said, "We have been in hiding from the world for many years, and we have rarely interacted with outsiders for nearly a hundred years. However, when the ancestors came here a hundred years ago, they found that there was a grotto behind the village that produced salt, and settled here, where did the whole village get the salt from which they got it. ”

When Zhang Fan heard this, he thought secretly for a while, and asked again: "The people in the village have cut off contact with the outside world all the year round, so the villagers can only marry their own people when they marry their daughters-in-law?"

"Yes!" the old man Situ sighed when he heard this, "The people in the village are all passed down from their ancestors, and almost everyone has the same ancestor. The people of the village have no contact with the outside world, and it is common for cousins and even brothers and sisters to be combined, and Mu Bai's parents are brothers and sisters of the same father and mother. Although we also know that this union is not good, but we have to follow the ancestral teachings, we must not go out of the mountain for a hundred years, so we have to let the young men and women of the village together, although there are sick children born from time to time, but there will always be healthy children. ”

"How could an ancestor issue such a testament?" Zhang Fan was puzzled, "I think this testament is completely unreasonable." ”

"Xiaofan, we will not doubt the teachings of our ancestors. When the old man Situ talked about his ancestors, his face was full of amazement and memories, and he said firmly, "The ancestors were originally the relics of the Great Jin Kingdom, and they used to be famous in Tiannan Shenzhou, and the scenery was infinite. Later, the Jin Kingdom was in turmoil, the society was in decline, and the young emperor fled the capital under the protection of his ancestors and other loyal guards, but on the way to the south, he was intercepted and killed by thieves, and the old general Zhao killed the enemy desperately, covering the young emperor to leave after his whereabouts are unknown. The ancestors guarded the emperor and came to this place with dozens of guards to live in seclusion. ”

"However, he can't give such a ridiculous order!" Zhang Fan couldn't understand the old man's thoughts, and said: "It's true that it's okay to take refuge here during the war, but if it's peaceful today, why let yourself suffer?"

Old Man Situ had some melancholy and relief on his face, and finally smiled: "Follow me, I'll show you something, and you'll understand." ”

Zhang Fan followed the old man Situ into the thatched hut and walked to the bedroom. To Zhang Fan's disbelief, the old man came to the bed side of the bedroom where he slept last night, and gently pulled a wooden valve that looked like a hook for putting clothes, and with the sound of "crunch!", a wooden board in the corner of the front wall suddenly opened, and an entrance appeared, the old man lit a torch, turned to Zhang Fan and smiled slightly, and said, "Come with me." Then he walked slowly.

Zhang Fan looked horrified, he never thought that this wooden house that didn't look good would be equipped with a secret door. He cautiously followed the old man in, and in a few moments came to a basement much larger than a hut on the ground. Although the whole basement is still relatively simple, it is much more luxurious than the hut above, it is made of stone and wooden planks, several pillars made of large trees support the roof, the ground is paved with pine planks, and the walls are inlaid with wood and stone slabs, which looks a little tight. Zhang Fan followed the old man around the room a few times, through three or four small rooms, and finally came to a secret room, which was also made of wood and mountain stones, similar to other places, but very clean, and obviously people often came to clean it. Above the secret room is a finely carved wooden figure, the figure is one meter six or seven high, looks a little majestic, the face is five or six points similar to Ling'er, wearing a silk crown, wearing a dragon yellow robe, and a carved dragon sword hanging from his waist.

Seeing this, Zhang Fan was shocked in his heart, and thought: "No matter how you look at this wooden figure, it is the dress of a person who is an emperor." The robe, the sword, and the jade pendant are all symbols of the emperor. It can't be the last emperor of the Jin Dynasty, right?"

He looked at it, pondered for a while, and then turned his head to ask the old man Situ what was going on, but the old man had already finished worshipping the statue and was staring back at himself, as if admiring a treasure. Seeing this, Zhang Fan couldn't help but tremble slightly, took a few steps back, and asked a little uncomfortably: "Uncle, you, don't look at me like this, okay?"

"Haha" When the old man saw Zhang Fan's embarrassment, he laughed loudly, and a blush that did not match his age appeared on his face, and then said: "Xiaofan, do you know how happy I was when I saw you for the first time?"

Zhang Fan had already been shocked by this sudden change. He couldn't believe that the old man, who had been a simple old man, had suddenly become such a crazy looking person, and thought, "This old man can't be crazy, right?

Zhang Fan was a little uneasy, frightened and confused about the future, and asked the old man weakly: "Grandpa Situ, how did you become like this, aren't you?"

"Haha, you want to ask if the old man is crazy, right?" Old man Situ smiled, "No, I'm not crazy at all, on the contrary, I'm happy." ”

"Then what happened to you just now?" Zhang Fan asked puzzledly, "Today you suddenly brought me here and said something inexplicable, I really can't react." ”

"Xiaofan, because you are the one our ancestors asked us to wait for. The old man had calmed down at this time, and said slowly, "My ancestor was an auxiliary minister of the last emperor of the Jin Dynasty, who was proficient in the art of heavenly machine calculus, and it was already the eighth generation of my generation. A few months ago, I suddenly noticed that a purple light slipped from the sky, and the Emperor Star of Qi was displaced, and war was about to start. A hundred years ago, the ancestors had already calculated that the fortunes of the Jin Dynasty had not disappeared, and a hundred years later there would be a bigger and more powerful empire rising on the land of Shenzhou, so he and the one-year-old emperor came here to live in seclusion, silently preparing for the revival of the empire after a hundred years. And you get the relics of the Jin Dynasty, and cultivate the method of the Jin Dynasty Heavenly Son's major, and you are destined to change heaven and earth in the future. When I saw you last night, I found that you had a noble face, and you had the life of the Emperor, but it was unusual, and it was really strange and unpredictable. Ling'er is not my own granddaughter, she is the daughter of the royal family of this generation of the Jin Dynasty, and she is also the only surviving royal family. I brought you here just to give you something. With that, he opened a mechanism hidden behind the figure, and then a large wooden box popped out, containing a very delicate brocade box, and then it took the old man a long time to open it. As the brocade box opened, several things wrapped in yellow carved dragon brocade appeared in front of Zhang Fan's eyes.

This is the old man turned around, with a pleased smile, and said, "Xiaofan, I'll hand over these things to you now." These things will be yours in the future, you can see for yourself. After the old man finished speaking, he slowly stepped aside.

"Grandpa Situ, I am very puzzled by you doing this. Zhang Fan replied helplessly, "I've been confused by you since last night. Can you tell me more about that?"

"Hehe, don't worry. Old Man Situ smiled and said, "You should take a look at these things first, they are related to what you will do in the future." ”

"But I didn't think about rebelling. Zhang Fan said helplessly, "It's useless for me to ask for these things." ”

"Hehe, you will. The old man smiled mysteriously and said, "And you have to rebel, otherwise there will be no place for you in this land." You'd better take a look first, and I'll answer any doubts in your mind. ”

When Zhang Fan heard this, his heart was full of curiosity, so he walked towards the brocade box.